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 While around us many objects Draw the mind and heart's affection In the course of their direction. But in heaven, unending pleasure, Good and wisdom without measure, Peace and rest and every treasure, Harps, and palms, and garments white, Songs of gladness and delight,— These, in heaven, we'll have most truly, When we're disembodied duly" Such, in substance, he had taught them;— Such the bread he weekly brought them. Inconsistent, then, his action, In imploring benefaction Such as, in that benediction, Gave his teaching contradiction. Peace and "these low grounds of sorrow," Find for union space too narrow. Yet, our peace flows as a river, From the throne of God the Giver, When we enter land of mountains, Heavenly plains and flowing fountains, Finest wheat, and milk, and honey, Sparkling wine bought without money,— Enter there and take possession, As we daily leave transgression. Well, the meeting then disbanded. Silence little space commanded. All must now, in groups, talk over, Course pursued toward the brother. Plain their minds were not quite restful. Conscious right is ever trustful.